"Fuucckkk…." she whimpered as she felt the plastic cock enter her ass, jutting into her rectum. The tightened grip on her arms held behind her meant that her partner was getting close to climaxing, just like herself.
"I bet you like this..." Anko smirked, as she squeezed the tight clamps which bit into her erect nipples. Uroko nodded, her red hair bobbing. She let her head sink, allowing herself a glance of the golden chains linking the 2 clamps, hanging like a bridge below her cleavage.
Anko bent forward, and Uroko could only feel Anko's tits against her sweaty back, before she squealed out in lustful pain as she felt her bite her shoulder.
"Anko...I'm so close.." Uroko whispered. In response, Anko used her long tongue to lick her auricle, while she planted a sharp slap on her ass, letting her arm fall down.
"Me too, honey. But we're not finished tonight.." Anko moaned as the leather strap brushed against her pussy once again. Gripping her left asscheek with one hand, she toyed with her pussy, inserting a lone finger in to elicit a shriek from Uroko. A few moments later, Uroko felt the penis brush against her insides while she let her juices loose. Evidently, Anko had come too, going by the tight grip she had on her ass, and the gentle exit of the dildo from her ass. Uroko slumped on the bed, falling on her own wetness, while Anko gently removed the strap-on.
"Shall I take these off?" Uroko pointed toward the clamps.
"Oh, not yet love," Anko slid forward, and bit the clamp, tugging at it with her teeth, causing Uroko to moan out of pain, and possibly, pleasure. She gripped Anko's head as she felt her breast being pulled, until the clamp was separated.
"Poor you," Anko smirked sadistically, "your nipple is so sore. Here, let me help you"
She licked her nipple, causing Uroko to squirm and moan. The pain had sensitized her nipple so much, she was afraid of wearing a bra.
Anko gently opened the other clamp, before licking her way upto Uroko's neck. They locked their lips in a steamy kiss, as they played with each other. Anko rubbed Uroko's ass, before inserting 2 fingers in, causing her to give out a whoop, which was interrupted by Anko's tongue. She sucked at her tongue, feeling Anko's breasts against hers.
"Your breasts are such a fine shape, so perfectly round."
"Stop, you're embarrassing me.." she blushed, as she observed Anko look at the tits with a fascinated stare.
"Does it take you back?" she kissed her soft belly, before moving further down. "You and Kushina?" she teased.
"Hey!" she blushed even more.
"Oh, the two of you looked so similar! But I wonder if her breasts were this big."
Uroko had GG cups compared to Kushina's D cups. Even Yakumo's weren't that big. But more importantly, her breasts were surprisingly firm, given her (relative) age.
"I also wonder," Anko's voice was tinged with naughty delight, "if she was sensitive here." she playfully bit her clitoris, before licking the length of her soft folds, and thrusting her serpentine tongue, inviting a gasp and loud moans from Uroko, who came right on cue, splashing Anko with her cum, while her legs parted due to the pleasure.
"Oh my," Anko licked her lips, "it's so pleasant to taste"
Uroko slid to the side of the bed to grab her "goody-bag", pulling a vibrator out. "My turn, Anko."
"Thanks, I needed this." she whispered, as she gently stroked her black hair. Anko nodded, her lips glued to her teat.
"Come on," she separated herself from her breast, "can't you try a better man?"
Uroko nodded sadly. "Maybe it's just me - I expect everyone to be like Murakumo."
"Nope. That last guy was an asshole - ditching you because you wouldn't pay his rent."
"I could afford to, thou-"
"He's worthless!"
Uroko bit her lip. "I know, Anko."
"You know princess," Anko pointed out, "we can't do this forever. You've got to find a man."
Uroko arched her neck to look at the clock. "11:00 P.M." I wonder how the kids are doing.
"How about" she playfully touched her chin with her index finger, "Naruto?" she traced a circle on her breast with the finger, before gently sucking it once more.
"Naruto?!" Uroko looked at Anko, who was sucking contently at her nipple. "I've only seen him as a son, nothing else!"
"He's kind, trustworthy, strong as hell and pretty well endowed, if you know what I mean."
"Hmm, how do you know?"
She bided her to be silent with a finger across her lips.
"I'm serious, Uroko," Anko rested her arm across Uroko's slender frame, "he's not your real son, after all. Knowing that, it can be a rewarding experience."
She thought about it for a second.
My foster son, can I depend on him to fill this void?
Don't be silly.
"I'm back!" she announced as she opened the door to the Kurama Clan mansion, only to find herself in a dark living room.
Are they asleep? she glanced at her watch. Midnight. Of course they're asleep.
She gently massaged her head. It had been an intense session at Anko's place, and she just wanted to rest.
My life is such a mess, she thought, as she passed by Murakumo's picture on her way upstairs.
"...I wanna kiss every inch of your body, oh yeah!" a squeal muffled by the walls emanated from above.
The dirtiest thought filled her mind almost immediately.
I must be mad, she thought, as she continued ascending the stairs, but I really want to see if that wasn't my imagination.
She carefully peeped in through the slight chink of the opened door, immediately stunned by what she saw. Yakumo, Megumi and Naruto, all completely nude, fucking on the bed. She saw how Naruto gently propped Yakumo's ass up, and slid his dick into the crevice. An astounding 10 inches of length and a girth of 2.5.
That's double the length and width of Murakumo's, she thought, her mouth wide open.
She saw how Yakumo's asscheeks seemed to part for his massive cock, how her head rose in ecstatic pleasure, her arms tethered to the bed by Megumi's hands.
And those breasts - she almost certainly took after me.
Megumi was biting on Yakumo's tits, her face marked by a pleased grin.
He was now banging her, his ass clenching with every thrust and his toned muscles glinting with sweat. Yakumo grunted as his penis rammed into her with vigor and passion, a shadow clone's dick deep down her throat. It only made the clone thrust viciously into her mouth. What daredevils her angels had turned out to be!
Uroko was distracted only by a hint of wetness streaking down her lip.
I'm - drooling?!
Immediately she turned away, her heart pounding as a thousand thoughts occupied her attention at a time.
As a Jonin, she never had much time to spend with her kids. Murakumo's death meant that the onus of having a stable income fell on her, and missions became more regular than family dinners. Then she had her own team to train, and the kids saw even less of her than before.
Was Yakumo ever sexually attracted to Naruto? She never recalled seeing the tell-tale signs of love in any of her kids. Sure, Yakumo had warmed up to Naruto so much that they'd become close friends, siblings almost, by the time they were 13. As for Megumi, well, she was just fun-loving almost.
But it seemed to make sense. Their amorous relationship was perhaps a result of their childhood, and all their experiences. They'd been made to listen to the birds and the bees together. They'd taken baths together upto the age of 13, often scrubbing each other's backs in the steam bath house in the basement. Hell, until Yakumo developed her own feminine identity they'd slept together.
Was it wrong? Well, it wasn't technically wrong, and maybe it was a way of bonding for the siblings. After all, it was only now that she noticed that Naruto was the only boy who didn't have a girlfriend in the entire village.
Maybe, just maybe, Anko was right. Maybe she could fill the gaping void in her life (and between her thighs) with Naruto's help. She blushed and covered her face. Dirty thoughts!
Well, I feel a little better knowing I have a vibrator tonight, she allowed herself a smile. Ah Murakumo, how our kids have grown!
"Get up, Naruto." she tried to wake him up, firmly gripping his shoulder. His morning wood was up high, forming a peak in the blanket. She stared at it with wonder, before pulling herself up from her thoughts.
Get a hold of yourself, Uroko.
She patted his face, before once again shaking him. Only this time, her wrist was fiercely gripped by an iron-like hold.
"Don't even think about it!" Ido's voice sharply scolded.
Perhaps it was the drawn curtains which prevented her from observing Uroko better. There were still a few minutes until daybreak.
How cute, she loves him so much! part of Uroko felt warm, and part of her felt jealous.
"Leave my wrist, Ido, it's me!" Uroko spoke firmly.
"Woah, sorry mom." she seemed to cower underneath the covers. "I was just - sleeping here.." she justified, maybe a little too quickly.
"Don't worry about it." Uroko parted the curtains. "The way I look at it, it's a form of bonding." she could almost laugh imagining Megumi's face just then.
"Now help me wake him up."
Yakumo (she'd replaced Ido) had left almost immediately to rush to the conference at Konoha hospital. Uroko was busy reading a magazine, when Naruto ran downstairs.
"Mom, can you train with me?"
Train?
All of a sudden, a certain possibility flashed before her mind, and she smiled obligingly.
"Sure, honey, it's been so long!"
Naruto focused his thoughts, thinking of where the surprise attack would come from. He knew that the moment he'd open his eyes, the genjutsu created from her rhythmic steps would cause him to view the most bizarre hallucinations. Thankfully, closing his eyes defended him well.
But, it also left him wide open for attacks.
Maybe I can try Sage Jutsu, he thought. Though the war had long concluded and he hadn't really used it much, he knew it was best to give it a shot once in a while.
He relaxed, breathing slowly. His attention, however, was ruined by a slice of wind near his left ear. He immediately opened his eyes, greeted by the sight of her sandal, approaching his face. The block was accomplished in the nick of time.
"Don't lose focus!" Uroko chided, as she deftly snatched a kunai from her side-pocket, cutting at him as he dodged just in time.
"Geez," Naruto met her kunai with his, "you're a Jonin, for God's sake!"
"Oh yeah?" she shot a round-house kick at him, which he blocked with his elbow. "Aren't you the Hero of the Village?"
"Well." he tried punching her, only to be blocked by her fist. Her heels clicked, immediately inducing a genjutsu.
She laughed. "You fell for it, dummy!" as he temporarily entered Tailed Beast mode to counter her genjutsu, and block her attack.
A Rasengan formed in his hand, as Uroko watched him carefully.
"Here I come, mom!" he ran, pushing the orb forward as she created a mud wall, which the Rasengan tore through. He carefully knelt, expecting an attack from above, which she did indeed deliver. Leaping above the remnants of the wall, she hurled a shuriken at him.
"Shuriken Shadow Clone Jutsu!" she shouted, her red hair still waving in the air. 5 clones appeared beside the shuriken.
Naruto grinned. Unlike the Third Hokage's signature technique, Uroko's rendition involved genjutsu. He knew that only one of the shuriken was real, and that it could be anywhere among those 5. He keenly observed the motion of each, before wincing as he put his kunai out.
Sure enough, it struck the real one.
"Good job, you spotted it."
"Heh, thanks! I think I've improved in Genjutsu counter."
"But you must become better at sensing chakra."
He took a breath. "Yeah."
"God, this heat is killing me. Hey, could you give me on of your signature massages when we get home?" she pressed her shoulder.
"Sure mom." he went forward and hugged her.
"H-Hey," she heaved under the bear hug, "What was that for?"
"I know your life is busy, so thank you for training me today."
Aww.
"Don't worry about it," she hugged him back, grateful that he was her son. "It's what a good parent ought to do."
"I think I'll go change into something lighter, first." Uroko told Naruto as they walked in.
"Sure, mom, but where do you want me to massage you?"
"How about," she pressed her shoulder, "poolside?"
"Alright!"
"I'll be down in a second." she ran upstairs to her room, unzipping her vest.
She looked at herself in the mirror, completely naked. It had been long since she'd looked at herself like that. Her supple breasts, still rather flushed from Anko's treatment, her waist, slender and curvy, and her soft back. She had a tight ass according to Murakumo, even though she had rather huge asscheeks.
She smiled at herself. The adrenaline rush she had then reminded her of the days she spent with Murakumo, before she was in the family way. She opened the cupboard to decide what to wear, when her eyes were drawn to a practically hidden section..
The smaller drawer in her cupboard had a particularly memorable set of memorabilia.
Cosplay. Murakumo loved that.
While Murakumo couldn't really satisfy her burning sexual appetite to the fullest, he tried his best, even bearing with her almost childish desire to play "dress-up"
A nurse's suit, that time when Murakumo fractured his arm, and she promised him some "special care".
Oh, and she did remember that school uniform, 3 sizes too small so that her huge breasts lifted the end of the shirt up from her waist, that time when Murakumo had to teach the kids in the village school the basics of ninjutsu.
Teach me, senpai... she had cooed.
Now, which one should I try on him? she put her hand through all the loose, flimsy clothes, before pulling something she particularly liked out.
Her orange bikini bra. The narrow back strap, string-like front straps, and cups whose size paled in comparison to her breasts. She tied the string into a knot behind her.
Oh my, my boobs seem to have grown, she smiled as she looked at herself in the mirror. She recalled that honeymoon at the beach, fucking like bunnies with Murakumo on the clean sand, the waves lapping near them. Ah, memories.
Now, how about underwear?
She dug further to pull out a matching, orange colored G-string. If there was one thing lacking in that drawer, It was modesty.
She pulled it up, realizing that it had a hole right below the pussy. How convenient! She slipped it on herself.
"Mom, you done?" Naruto asked from downstairs.
"In a minute, sweetie!" she dashed out.
"Alright mom I ho-" he was stunned by his mom's appearance, in flimsy orange, her breasts genuinely popping out of the miserly cups. She looked like a sex goddess, what with her beautiful red hair, succulent body and ripe (visible) tits and ass.
"Oh, you put this table out, how nice!" she pretended as if she didn't notice his dumbfounded gaze.
"Alright, I'll just let this go -" and the bra fell down, revealing her gorgeous breasts, marked by her dark, peaking nipples. His penis surrendered, immediately rising to attention.
"Why on Earth are you looking at me like that?" she asked with misplaced innocence, also pointing at his crotch, "Its hot, and the both of us need to wear something light, don't we?"
She had to turn her face to cover her naughty smile.
"Y-yeah, it's pretty hot." Naruto managed to utter.
"Sweetie, just press the base of my back first, then we'll move onto the more - interesting places." her tone arched seductively.
His hands gently pressed the taut muscles of her back, radiating to the upper areas of her bare, slightly tanned rear.
"Ooh, that's it." she moaned.
His hands were craving to twirl her and feel those breasts, which could almost give Yakumo a run for her money, but it sufficed to feel her side boob as he massaged spread his fingers on her back.
"Maybe try it with the lotion."
"Yeah." he left her side, reaching for the plastic tube, squeezing some of the aromatic, translucent gel on his hand. Rubbing his palms together, he used his thumbs to press her thoracic region, before moving onto her shoulders. She purred, relaxed.
"It feels, great." she said lazily, her voice partly muffled by the cloth draping the long massage table.
Naruto smiled. He thought of all the times they'd given each other massages. Her magical hands would squeeze his muscles elaborately, ridding him of the pain inflicted on him by the village. Her massage was a salve, a mother's embrace.
Massages, to him, weren't a cosmetic therapy. There was a deeper meaning attached to it - it represented bonding, and love.
"Honey, could you press my butt?" she asked, abruptly stirring him from his memories.
"Sure." he paused a moment, before gently gripping her huge ass. He pressed it, before gently parting her cheeks, and bringing them together.
Holy fuck, I'm so hard right now.
"That's what I'm talking about." he kneaded her flesh, his fingers stroking her soft skin, slipping underneath her underwear as he resisted all the urges he had.
"Lower." she urged, and he massaged her thighs, toned and taut, tenderly pressing the soft muscle, as he moved onto her calves, and easing the pressure at her soles.
"Maybe this brings back memories," he said softly, as he twisted his thumb, rotating the pressure on her shoulders. She smiled ruefully - Naruto had especially loved that little trick.
Easing her arms up slowly, he moved down, his hands pressing the muscles on either arm. He squeezed her hands, before making his way up.
"Shall I give you a head massage?"
"Actually -" she rose, and turned about, before softly lying on her back, "you can massage me up front."
His dick put on another inch, as he saw her gorgeous front before her, as she beckoned to him to proceed massaging her.
"Sure, uh," he hesitated, "where?"
"Maybe my chest."
Maybe, your chest?!
"O-K." he tensed, before awkwardly touching her nipples. However, she looked dead-serious about it, and he decided to give it a shot.
"I'm not feeling it though." she spoke out, getting up and turning around.
"Huh?"
"Hey, how about a sex massage?"
Sex - massage?
He'd first heard the term when he'd told his mom that he'd wet his pants. She laughed, telling him it was called a "wet dream", and that it was probably the first time that he'd released something called "semen".
"Tonight, I'll give you a sex massage."
Yakumo had already attained maturity, her breasts already steadily growing. She seemed to know what the massage meant, as her glance suggested.
That was the first time he got a handjob. It felt like paradise, her knowing fingers deftly evoking new sensations in his penis. The white liquid spurted out, stunning him.
"What did I just piss?"
"It's called cum."
He knew what it meant, and the 12 year old put 2 and 2 together.
"So, I can be a father now?"
"Well, you must lose your virginity for that." she wrapped his penis, still (surprisingly) erect, between her breasts. "But I won't do that for you - you've got to find a special girl for that."
"Well, it's been long.." Naruto spoke in the present.
"Awesome, then it makes more sense to do it."
"Yeah, but."
She placed her hand on his cheek.
"Honey, I know what you're feeling right now - I know that you really want to tell me about your relationship with Yakumo, and Ido."
"Y-You knew?" he looked at her, astonished.
"Sure I did!" she giggled. "But the fact is, I don't mind because I believe sex is a form of bonding."
"I get it, but it feels wrong to do it now."
"Is it because I don't turn you enough?" she sarcastically looked at his barely hidden erection.
"No, not at all -" he grinned.
"Then as long as the both of us can use sex as a medium of communication, and it feels good..."
"Communication?"
"To communicate our feelings, and our love, sex does a lot more than words."
He looked down, pondering her words.
"Those sex massages I gave you - were also a means of ridding you of your tension, all that negative energy in you because of the way the village treated you. It was because I wanted to convey love, and trust to you."
His eyes widened, and he looked at her again. Now she looked sexier than before, even though she hadn't moved.
"Why do you do it with Yakumo and Megumi? In fact, why does Yakumo go through the strain of manifesting Megumi?"
She answered herself a second later. "It's because the both of you wish to relay your trust to each other. You want to be able to express that."
"So, you're saying that -" Naruto spoke, only to be silenced by her finger.
"Think nothing of it, just give me all you've got in there." she pointed at his erection.
"It feels good, right?"
He nodded.
She was on her knees, while his nude person sat on the pool chaise. She twirled his skin around as her hand accelerated up and down, bathed in lotion. She heard the squelch of the lubricated dick, realizing that the lotion was certainly doing its trick.
He gripped the armrests on either side, straining himself to keep it in check. Her handjobs were, no doubt, the best. She seemed to guess which parts turned him on the most, and her fingers had the éclat of a pianist. She pulled his skin down, before tracing a circle beneath his head, before gently using both hands to massage his 10-inch shaft. Applying soft pressure on his sensitive head, she marveled at the sheer dimensions of his penis.
Relocating her left hand to play about with his balls, she used her other hand to pump his dick faster. He groaned, almost ripping the armrests off - she'd now combined technique with pressure, and he now almost felt like a cow - he was being milked, and voraciously, at that.
She intuitively guessed his orgasm, and as the heat flowed through his chimney, she followed it with her clenched fist, until at the very last moment, she yanked it down, getting all of his gooey warm semen on her face. It still throbbed, lively and active, sending out shot after shot of cum onto her, and she greedily got it in her mouth and her hair.
He felt great, as if in releasing that batch of baby batter he'd been infused with energy, and he felt (all the more) driven to fuck the beautiful lady in front of her.
But she didn't stop there - as streaks of cum stuck to his penis, she proceeded to lick the cum off, before landing her tongue on his head, resting it there as she began sucking on the rest of the semen. Naruto could have fallen over, dazed by the unbearable pleasure, but he could resist it, instead groaning loudly and ecstatically.
"Your cum tastes rich, but the lotion made it taste like aloe too." she grinned, good-naturedly.
"Here," she handed him the lotion, "apply it in my cleavage."
She held her large tits together, as he poured it on the crevice, and she let it slide in between, rubbing them together. It was probably the sexiest thing he'd seen, aside from Yakumo bathing next to him.
"Now, how about a tit job, for old times' sake?"
He moaned softly as he felt his penis slide easily in between her breasts. She played about with it, jiggling her breasts to elicit a needy moan, before jerking the trapped dick within it. It wasn't the quickest, but it sure was the most sensual, and while her breasts were not as soft as Megumi's, the size of those milk cans which could rival Tsunade's, made up for it.
The biting of his lip was an unmistakable sign that her wiggling breasts had had he desired effect, and to add to his agony, she used her tongue to lick his apex. He groaned, clenching his fist as he shut his eyes. But she knew that he wasn't there yet, and continued with her tongue-boobs combo attack on his poor rod.
Presently, he felt her cease her actions, and he reopened his eyes to find her standing with her rear facing him. She bent down, pulling her panties down in ine swift motion, revealing a "DDD-cup sized ass" if there were such a thing. It was a beauty to look at, with the firmness and texture obtained from training, and the delicate heart-like shape of her buttocks.
"I warn you, it's pretty tight in there."
"Tighter than Yakumo's?" he asked incredulously, still bewildered by its size, second only to Megumi's.
"That, I leave you to decide," she smirked naughtily.
He shook the bottle, before lathering it on his hand, and inserting his wet finger in it. She wasn't kidding - his finger could barely squeeze in, and it felt warm in there.
Parting her asscheeks, he positioned his head at the opening, before entering.
Gosh...
If he had been closing his eyes, it could almost have felt like a hand was pumping his cock. She moaned as he increased his pace - the tightness was driving him crazy.
"Oh gosh, you're so - big..." she whispered, leaning forward and resting her hands on her knees. Naruto grabbed the sides of her ass, as he plowed her even harder.
"And you're so -" he groaned, "tight.."
He grasped her breasts, fondling them excitedly while she twisted her body to put an arm around his neck, allowing each a view of the other's flushed face. Unable to hold their emotions any longer, they kissed passionately. The kiss was broken momentarily, and they moaned as he emptied himself into her anus, with a slight jerk. She gasped as she felt the warmth of his cum, and as they separated their bodies, the semen dripped down her thighs.
"Let's do it in your pussy." he whispered, as he licked her ear.
"You've got to make it wetter." she touched his shaft, still fully erect. "Think you can do that?" she breathed into his ear, before kissing him lustfully. He growled hungrily into her, before getting tucked into another kiss. While their lips were locked in steamy dance, their hands were busy feeling, touching hitherto forbidden areas. He cupped her breasts, feeling the nipples tingle when his fingers brushed them, and close his eyes soulfully as he felt her hands against his muscular chest, and falling lazily to play with his standing rod.
His fingers reached to her pussy, causing her to grab onto his forearms, as she moaned. He didn't stop the onslaught of his lips, as he caressed hers softly, all the while stroking the warm wet folds of her vagina. Without warning, he put a finger in, causing her to bite his lip. He was too ecstatic to notice. She was too happy to apologize.
"That's nearly enough." she told him as he rubbed his lotion-stained hand on her pussy. He put a blob of lotion on his head, before rocking it near her entrance. She looked up at the ceiling, the chandelier slightly bigger now that she was looking at it while lying down on the floor.
"I'm entering." he warned, only to be beckoned by her to come closer.
"Let me hold you."
They locked lips again, before they parted in anticipation. She'd never done 10 inches before (Anko had tried an 8-inch dildo once), and as she felt him continue going in, she marvelled at Yakumo's ability. She gasped when he pressed closer, feeling him against her inner walls.
"I can go slow, if you want" he informed her softly, only to be urged by Uroko to continue.
The pain soon made way for pleasure, and it felt like she could manage the 10 inches of hard cock in her. Naruto stuck himself in her breasts, while his pelvis repeatedly thrashed against hers.
Her smug, passionate smile meant that she was now thoroughly enjoying it. Naruto licked her nipples, before gently mouthing her breast. He was taken aback by her hand, which ruffled his hair, tugging at it as she moaned ecstatically.
"Naruto -" she gasped. He nodded, and plowed her even faster.
His was the first natural penis that had elicited a moan from her in the 12 years since Murakumo's passing - and she was planning to enjoy it to the fullest.
"I'm about to -"
"Spray it on me, honey."
As you wish.
A few more thrusts, and he decided it was time. Pulling out of her, he pumped his penis a few times, before pointing it like a gun at her. Strings of cum flew at her, and she stroked her breasts as she felt it rain. He could only smile, shocked, as he beheld her rubbing the semen on herself, and licking her fingers.
That girl is pretty wild now;The girl's a super freak;The kind of girl you read aboutIn the new wave magazines.
He'd insisted that she wear an apron. Only an apron.
"You sure Yakumo won't turn up?"
She cracked the egg. "I gave her a bento box, so don't worry."
"How do you like your eggs?" she asked, stirring the eggs in a bowl while getting plowed in the ass.
"Fried."
"Well, I like mine fertilized."
He slurped the noodles, fastidiously straining he pieces of garlic interred with the strands of rice. He gulped it down, before looking down at her.
Uroko was giving him a blowjob while he was eating. It somehow made him hungry.
"How's your meal, sweety?" she lapped at his pre-cum laden head, before resuming her onslaught.
"It's possibly the best meal I've had in a long time."
He ejaculated upon emptying the soy sauce laden fried egg stew. He allowed himself a few moments, before looking at her, still gulping his sperm down voraciously.
She sat back, under the table, thinking of how a simple suggestion from Anko had brought it to this.
"Anything else you wanna try?" Naruto drank his glass of water.
"Watch." she told, while deftly climbing atop the chair. She agilely spun around, and in a few moments, she had "inverted" her body, with her pussy facing him, and his dick facing her.
"Damn, you're flexible -" he gulped mid sentence as she felt her tongue tease his cock.
"That's what - unk - training does, honey." she spoke, as she felt his tongue touch her.
It only took a few deft licks, and a surprise bite to cause her to cum. He felt the wetness against his lips, and the gentle tightening of her lips around his cock as he sucked at her juice.
Then he felt her cavernous mouth engorge his dick, and he could only moan as he beheld her masterful mouth pleasure him intensely, the legs wrapped around him adding to the sensual pleasure.
"I'm -" he couldn't finish his sentence before spluttering his cream out, which she gracefully accepted.
"Itadakimasu," he heard her whisper.
Yakumo and Megumi had asked that he use shadow clones a few months after they began their sexual relationship. But they were unbelievably claustrophobic - at least that's what he thought.
Yakumo had shivered that entire night, he recollected, as he remembered how he embraced her through the night. Megumi being a shadow clone could only take so much.
But mom? Nah, she's a super freak.
He stroked his penis, readying it while he gazed intently at the crowd on the bed.
One clone in her pussy, another licking her ass. One clone lying across her body, kissing her passionately. 2 hands pumping the dicks of 2 clones standing on either side, barely able to stand with the intense pleasure. Presently another separated their busy lips, pushing his dick forth.
6 clones, all of them fucking her.
He looked at 2 clones which were, like him, busy masturbating. It was not a common sight, but the gangbang sure was sexy. He was surprised to see them push their way in, and even more surprised to see her smile at them. One of them opened her leg to insert his dick behind her knee, folding it once more before rocking his hips. A knee-job, maybe the first in the world. Another was up north, fapping right in front of her sight, slapping her forehead with his ripe penis.
Some semen flew onto her face, and then the next held her jaws open before thrusting home one final time. He could literally see her cheeks expand as the semen was forcibly drained down her throat. Even though tears rolled down, she was smiling. Another clone was done with his batch of stamina, disappearing in the middle of his busy rampage on her pussy. One vacant hole meant that another clone could fit his dick in.
Yet a few minutes of tightly packed bunny-mating later, the clones all vanished, leaving a visibly painted panting goddess lying lazily on the bed, the sheets arranged in horrendous disarray. She licked her lips, as the last drops of semen were gulped down by her, gluttonously rubbing her abdomen after her ass and pussy were filled graciously.
He smiled down at her, before rolling in bed with her. They kissed and caressed each other. She was sticky, and smelt of semen, but he couldn't have had enough - neither could she, as he discovered her encircling the rim of his head with her thumb.
"Let me help you finish." she whispered as they drew in for a kiss. He moaned softly as she began rocking his dick faster. Presently she leaned forward, and Naruto sat back, observing her deft movements with amorous pleasure. He was taken back by her endurance, and she by his capacity. It only made each admire the other more. A soft urge from within his shaft led her to intuitively open her tongue and close her eyes, waiting for the white rain to bathe her face. His head erupted in an explosion of white, and she giggled as she felt his warm semen drip down her face.
"How about a shower next?" he asked, as he twirled her gorgeous red hair.
